Strange, the feelings coming
back to me.
Remembering just how it used to be
when love lived here. A reason to reach
one more time - beyond the fear of never
being good enough at all.
Autumn's falling fast this
isn't time for all those tears, nor time
to wonder who will cry them now.
There was a time I used to love it all.
And that is where I need to be again.
A great weight being lifted
from my shoulders.
Darkness melting into golden light.
Incredulous, the sights that light can bring.
Love rising from the springs of ever being -
telling me I still can get it right...
? Michaelette ?
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